Feeling tense, she turned her head to look around, relieved that she'd arrived at the Company late. The colleagues had already left, otherwise, if anyone saw the photo on her cell phone, even jumping into the Amazon River wouldn't wash her clean.
Victoria Gibson was just about to enter the Company when the second text message arrived.
Seeing the content clearly, she stumbled, almost falling on the steps.
Unbelievable, she checked it twice to confirm it wasn't her blurry eyes, and a burst of anger instantly filled her eyes.
Gritting her teeth, she walked into the Company straight toward Chad Yakov's Office Room.
"Bang—" She pushed the office door open with one hand and walked briskly toward his Office Desk, ready to explode, only to find his desk empty.
"Chad Yakov?" Victoria glanced at the time the text was sent, frowning in confusion.
Didn't he just send her a text message, where else could he be if not in the office?
The Lounge, right, his Lounge!
